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#169
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:16 PM
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#170
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:16 PM

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#171
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:17 PM
the lands there are locked in permafrost. The Rim, on the
other hand, is a region of sunny islands and balmy days
There are, of course, eight days in a disc week and eight
colours in its light spectrum. Eight is a number of some
considerable occult significance on the disc and must
never, ever, be spoken by a wizard.
Precisely why all the above should be so is not clear, but
goes some way to explain why, on the disc, the Gods are
not so much worshipped as blamed.
Bravd became aware that he had fumbled the
initiatiVe.
"Just go away, will you?' said the rider. 'I just
haven't got time for you, do you understand?'
He looked around and added: "That goes for your
shadow-loving fleabag partner too, wherever he's
hiding.'
The Weasel stepped up to the horse and peered at
the dishevelled figure.
'Why, it's Rincewind the wizard, isn't it?' he said
in tones of delight, meanwhile filing the wizard's
description of him in his memory for leisurely
vengeance. 'I thought I recognized the voice.'
Bravd spat and sheathed his sword. It was
seldom worth tangling with wizards, they so rarely
had any treasure worth speaking of.
"he talks pretty big for a gutter wizard,' he
muttered.
"You don't understand at all,' said the wizard
wearily. "I'm so scared of you my spine has turned
to jelly, it's just that I'm suffering from an overdose
of terror right now. I mean, when I've got over that
then I'll have time to be decently frightened of you.'
The Weasel pointed towards the burning city.
'You've been through that?' he asked.
The wizard rubbed a red'-raw hand across his
eyes. 'i was there when it started. See him? Back
there?' He pointed back down the road to where his
travelling companion was still approaching,
having adopted a method of riding that involved
falling out of the saddle every few seconds.
'Well?' said Weasel.
"he started it,' said Rincewind simply.
Bravd and Weasel looked at the figure, now
hopping across the road with one foot in a stirrup.
"Fire-raiser, is he?' said Bravd at last.
'No,' said Rincewind. "Not precisely. Let's just
say that if complete and utter chaos was lightning,
then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a
thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and
Shouting "All gods are bastards". Got any food?'
"There's some chicken,' said Weasel. "in exchange
for a story.' "What's his name?' said Bravd, who tended to
lag behind in conversations.
' Twoflower . '
"Twoflower?' said Bravd. "What a funny name.'
`You,' said' Rincewind, dismounting, "do not
know the half of it. Chicken, you say?'
"Devilled,' said Weasel. The wizard groaned.
'That reminds me,' added the Weasel, snapping
hiS fingers, "there was a really big explosion about,
oh, half an hour ago'
'That was the oil bond store going up,' said
Rincewind, wincing at the memory of the burning
rain.
Weasel turned and grinned expectantly at his
companion, who grunted and handed over a coin
from his pouch. Then there was a Scream from the
roadway, cut off abruptly. Rincewind did not look
up from his chicken.
"one of the things he can't do, he can't ride a
horse,' he said. Then he stiffened as if sandbagged
by a sudden recollection, gave a small yelp of terror
and dashed into the gloom. When he returned, the
being called Twoflower was hanging limply over
his shoulder. It was small and skinny, and dressed
very oddly in a pair of knee length britches and a
shirt in such a violent and vivid conflict of colours
that Weasel's fastidious eye was offended even in
the half-light.
"No bones broken, by the feel of things,' said
Rincewind. He was breathing heavily. Bravd winked
at the Weasel and went to investigate the shape
that they assumed was a pack animal.
'You'd be wise to forget it,' said the wizard,
without looking up from his examination of the
unconscious Twoflower. "Believe me. A power
protects it.'
"A spell?' said Weasel, squatting down.
'No-oo. 'But magic of a kind, I think. Not the
usual sort. I mean, it can turn gold into copper
while at the same time it is still gold, it makes men
rich by destroying their possessions, it allows the
weak to walk fearlessly among thieves, it passes
through the strongest doors to leach the most
protected treasuries. Even now it has me enslaved
- so that I must follow this madman willynilly and
protect him from harm. It's stronger than you,
Bravd. It is, I think, more cunning even than you,
Weasel.'
"What is it called then, this mighty magic?'
Rincewind shrugged. "in our tongue it is
reflected-sound-as-of-underground-spirits. Is there
any wine?'
"You must know that I am not without artifice
where magic is concerned,' said Weasel. "only last
year did i- assisted by my friend there - part the
notoriously powerful Archmage of Ymitury from
his staff, his belt of moon jewels and his life, in
that approximate order. I do not fear this
reflectedsound-of-underground-spirits of which you speak.
However,' he added, "you engage my interest.
Perhaps you would care to tell me more?'
Bravd looked at the shape on the road. It was
closer now, and clearer in the pre-dawn light. It
looked for all the world like
a"A box on legs?' he said.
"i'll tell you about it,' said Rincewind. "if there's
any wine, that is.'
Down in the valley there was a roar and a hiss.
Someone more thoughtful than the rest had ordered
to be shut the big river gates that were at the point
where the Ankh flowed out of the twin city. Denied
its usual egress, the river had burst its banks and
was pouring down the fire-ravaged streets. Soon
the continent of flame became a series of islands,
each one growing smaller as the dark tide rose.
And up from the city of fumes and smoke rose a
broiling cloud of steam, covering the stars. Weasel
thought that it looked like some dark fungus or
mushroom.
The twin city of proud Ankh and pestilent Morpork,
of which all the other cities of time and space are,
as it were, mere reflections, has stood many
asSaults in its long and crowded history and has
always risen to flourish again. So the fire and its
Subsequent flood, which destroyed everything left
that was not flammable and added a particularly
noisome flux to the survivors' problems, did not
mark its end. Rather it was a fiery punctuation
mark, a coal-like comma, or salamander
semicolon, in a continuing story.
Several days before these events a ship came up
the Ankh on the dawn tide an
#172
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:17 PM
Only the first two steps need to be explained in order understand the rest. In the first step, Illustration 4, we draw an altitude fg to the hypotenuse of the east-facing 1:2 right triangle. This marks one-fifth of the hypotenuse, gc'. We double that (hc') to get two-fifths - .0055728 - and this is added to the right hand limit of .75 to arrive at our third base amount - .7555728. This one step already gives us pi of 3.1417, more accuracy than Archimedes (287 - 212 BC) achieved using his method of exhaustion involving inscribed and circumscribed hexagons of 96 sides. The addition here, .0055728, serves as the hypotenuse for the next 1:2 right triangle in the series.
It is necessary to reduce the size of the square. To do so, we face the inverted 1:2 right triangle west, meaning that we are subtracting from the base amount and the area of the square so determined. This alternating pattern, east - west, add - subtract, accounts for the ever diminishing yet unending vibration in the square. We drop an altitude and mark off a similar 1:2 right triangle one-fifth the size. Then (moving out from the center line in the drawing) mark off one-half of that smaller triangle, and one-half again, and yet a third time. Finally, we swing the altitude of the last triangle down upon the hypotenuse, recalling the first step in Eudoxus' original construction. This marks the next base amount, which gives us pi of 3.141592 - probably more accuracy than any earthly engineering application would ever require. (The decrement will form the first hypotenuse in the next step.)
From here on, the appropriate manipulation of the 1:2 right triangles is shown in the drawing (Illustration 5). In 42 east/west operations (79 steps in all) we have pi to 35 decimal places. It looks like a series of semaphore signals. (Best to print Illustration 5.)
The idea of an alternating infinite series of plus and minus terms approaching pi is not new. The simple series pi/4 = 1/1 - 1/3 + 1/5 - 1/7 + 1/9 . . . is named for Leibniz (1646 - 1716), although it was known earlier. Histories of this problem have reported no suggestion by Leibniz or others of such a plus/minus formula for a dimension of a square (or any other figure) whose area approaches pi, however. There is also the matter of speed of convergence. As noted, the second step in the method discussed here (Illustration 6. gives a formula approaching the square root of [pi/2 - 1] ) yields pi correct to six decimals.
In the Leibniz series you would have pi to only 3 correct decimal places after seven thousand alternate steps. The series
[pi - 3]/4 = 1/(2 x 3 x 4) - 1/(4 x 5 x 6) + 1/(6 x 7 x 8) . . .
gives pi to 6 decimals in about 110 steps. The series
[pi/6] = [square root 1/3] . [1/(30 x 1) - 1/(31 x 3) + 1/(32 x 5)
- 1/(33 x 7) + 1/(34 x 9) . . .]
gives 6 places in only 13 steps. But neither do these latter two series relate to any square. They may be said to play hopscotch back and forth over pi, but no geometric image is imparted.
Mathematicians have had no success searching for a pattern throughout more than 2 billion decimal digits of pi. The straight edge and compass no longer play any role at all in this modern quest. The kind of method discussed here offers a different vantage point for observing pi. It reintroduces the classical straight edge and compass, redefining the problem of squaring the circle to avoid Lindemann's dead end. Perhaps it will yield something interesting, maybe even some tool needed for solution of a scientific problem. A mathematical explanation of why 4 relations of the 1:2 right triangle can be arranged in an alternating series to approach square root (pi/2) - 1 would be intrinsically valuable.
Finally, a thought about proportion. If the line AB in Illustration 2 was the distance light travels in one thousand years, the increment subtracted in the last step in the series in Illustration 6 would be near the scale of the subatomic particle known as the quark. Yet we have barely begun to express pi with straight edge and compass. The prospect recalls a passage from the Pensees of Blaise Pascal (1623-1662):
But, to offer him another prodigy equally astounding, let him look into the tiniest things he knows. Let a mite show him in its minute body incomparably more minute parts, legs with joints, veins in its legs, blood in the veins, humours in the blood, drops in the humours, vapours in the drops; let him divide these things still further until he has exhausted his powers of imagination, and let the last thing he comes down to now be the subject of our discourse. He will perhaps think that this is the ultimate of minuteness in nature. I want to show him a new abyss. I want to depict to him not only the visible universe, but all the conceivable immensity of nature enclosed in this miniature atom. Let him see there an infinity of universes, each with its firmament, its planets, its earth, in the same proportions as in the visible world, and on that earth animals, and finally mites, in which he will find again the same results as in the first; and finding the same thing yet again in the others, he will be lost in such wonders, as astounding in their minuteness as the others in their amplitude. For who will not marvel that our body, a moment ago imperceptible in a universe, itself imperceptible in the bosom of the whole, should now be a colossus, a world, or rather a whole, compared to the nothingness beyond our reach? Anyone who considers himself in this way will be terrified at himself, and, seeing his mass, as given him by nature, supporting him between these two abysses of infinity and nothingness, will tremble at these marvels. I believe that with his curiosity changing into wonder he will be more disposed to contemplate them in silence than investigate them with presumption.
#173
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:17 PM
enmascarado arma en mano y le dice:
- ¿Oye, tu! ¡Dame tu reloj!
El tipo le da su reloj, un Rolex falso... El ladrón se queja:
- ¿Qué es esto? ¿Una imitación?. Menuda Mierda. ¿Dame tu billetera! El
hombre le da su billetera de plástico imitación de Pierre Cardin con 3
billetes de metro, una foto carnet en blanco y negro y dos céntimos de
Euro. El ladrón se cabrea:
- Qué mierda es todo esto... Oye, tu traje esta muy usado, tu movil es
de coña... puf.... estás mas jodido que yo. ¿A qué te dedicas? El tipo
contesta:
- ¡Soy Ingeniero Informático!
El ladrón quitándose la mascara le pregunta:
- ¿Sí? ¿De que promoción?
#175
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:17 PM
Tema de apertura (Kyosuke #1) 3:46
Love I 3:52
Omoide I 2:33
Tohou ni Kurete 3:28
Madobe Kara (Kyosuke #1) 3:46
Doko ni Iru no 3:27
Omoide II 3:18
Lounge I 2:05
Lounge II 1:56
Kousaku suru Omoi 3:43
Kyousuke no Theme I 2:01
Saikai 1:46
Canción insertada: Don't be afraid (Agua) 4:09
Kotosekai no tobira 6:25
Anata ni Koko ni Ite Hoshii (Kyosuke #1) 3:49
Kyousuke no Theme II 1:42
Love II 4:44
Yorisou Futari (Kyosuke #1) 3:48
Ima, Soshite Kore Kara 3:42
Tema de cierre: Day Dream ~ Soba ni Iru yo (Agua) 4:13

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#176
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:17 PM
¿Es un pájaro? ¿es un avión?. No, es un Ligre disfrazado de cocodrilo.
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#181
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:17 PM
Acelera solo cuando ella lo hace. Escucha su respiracion, ella te permitira saber lo que hacer. Si le estas chupando el coño y haciendole un dedo al mismo tiempo, le estas estimulando bastante mas de lo que lo harias con tu polla sola, por lo tanto puedes contar con que se lo esta pasando en grande. Si tienes alguna duda comprueba sus sintomas.
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#183
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:17 PM
Y ahora voy a contestar las paridas q pone la gente... jur jur jur
¿Es un pájaro? ¿es un avión?. No, es un Ligre disfrazado de cocodrilo.
#184
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#185
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:17 PM
Summer Time 4:27
With You I 2:56
Omoi no yukue 2:52
Emotion 3:10
Missing 2:25
Film 4:07
With You II 2:46

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#186
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:17 PM
#187
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:17 PM
Cada mujer es unica. Puedes tener una cuyos pezones se endurecen cuando se excita o solo cuando le viene el orgasmo. Tu chica se puede poner colorada o empezar a temblar. Consigue conocer sus sintomas y seras su amante mas sensible.
#188
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:17 PM
Ala Elric, yo te hago casoNo, y lo mas que me gusta es que a mi nadie me hace caso :angry:

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#189
Escrito 17 September 2002 - 10:18 PM
¿Es un pájaro? ¿es un avión?. No, es un Ligre disfrazado de cocodrilo.
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